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wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure

To say Jade is displeased would be an understatement. It's not that he cares about this detention tarnishing his record, no. He doesn't really care about his record. What he does care about is how it cuts into his studying time. He had just come across a particularly fascinating snippet on the nature of death and the soul...

(And besides, those Hufflepuffs had started it with their incessant chattering. They're like a less annoying version of Saphir, and nobody had ever really objected when he hexed Saphir. And it's not like he used a serious hex; he just sealed and removed their mouths. Easily reversible, if they knew what they were doing - and knew how to use nonverbal spells.

After all, what kind of first-year doesn't know how to use nonverbal spells?)

But someone had taken offense to his hex, and now he finds himself trudging to Professor Rammsteiner's office, growing increasingly irritated at the loss of his study time. From what he's heard of detentions, they usually entail doing useless, mundane tasks easily accomplished with a little creative wandwork. He's thought about ignoring Professor Rammsteiner's orders more than once, but he's also been told that it would just lead to more detentions and thus a bigger waste of time.

Oh well. He's here now. With one last irritated sigh, he raises his hand to the door and knocks.

"Professor Rammsteiner? This is Jade Curtiss."

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When Professor Rammsteiner speaks, Jade lets out a faint noise of surprise. Somehow, he hadn't expected Professor Rammsteiner to be capable of speech in this state, much less sounding so much like his regular self.

It sets him at ease, just a little. Enough that he can accept the familiar but still new sensation of heat and wetness against his cock, tentatively curling his fingers into Professor Rammsteiner's hair. He's vaguely aware of Professor Eichel doing something back there, but his eyes are closed, and he can't see exactly what he's doing.

He can guess, though.

"F-fine." There's a little hitch to his voice. Professor Eichel always been direct, but being told not to come, just like this... It feels new. Everything about this feels new. Surreal, almost.

(Relax.) Heine takes as deep a breath as he can manage through his nose. Eyes shutting, he lets Jade touch his hair as he sucks him off, settling in even as he's penetrated by two of Eichel's fingers from the start. When he exhales, his body loses some of its wound-up tenseness.

Eichel spreads his fingers wider inside him and fucks him with their length, rough enough to make him hurt a little. But Heine is already welcoming it, his jaw slackening enough that he manages to take Jade in almost to the hilt. (It feels good.) To his own surprise, Heine finds himself enjoying it far more than he had the last time, even the sensation of Jade's cock stretching his throat open arousing.

"Do your best." Eichel speaks while looking down at Heine, but he glances up again and smiles at Jade. He palms at Heine's ass, spreading him just slightly more before he begins pressing his cock in. The first hint of a much larger girth than Heine had been prepared for triggers a choked moan, his throat tightening convulsively around Jade's length. But he still doesn't pull away.

A blowjob is a blowjob, or so Jade had thought. But there's something so much better about the way Professor Rammsteiner is sucking him off this time compared to that tense, awkward first time. He's being taken in deep, and Professor Rammsteiner doesn't even pull away even when he thrusts forward a little, unable to help himself.

Professor Eichel is still doing...something. Jade isn't sure if he's allowed to be watching, but he decides it doesn't matter. He wants to see. So he opens his eyes, just in time to catch the slide of fingers into Professor Rammsteiner. He can't see much from this angle, but he sees enough.

And, for some reason, it makes him even harder. He swallows back a moan, fucking into Professor Rammsteiner's mouth without really thinking about it.

Do your best. He's not sure who Professor Eichel is talking to, but again, he decides it doesn't matter. He won't come; he doesn't want to come, doesn't want this to end so quickly. As Professor Eichel takes out his cock, Jade lets out a quiet noise, deep in his throat, remembering what it felt like to be fucked open. He can feel Professor Rammsteiner moaning as well, the noise vibrating right against his cock.

It isn't a direct command, but Heine registers do your best and you want it and just takes it, making broken noises as Jade thrusts into his mouth and Eichel pushes into him far before he's ready. He finds a grip on the sheets. A good deal of time has passed since the last time he was fucked, and the burning stretch of penetration is a little too much.

—but it's fine. He doesn't have to think about anything but doing well, and he sags between his student and his professor. Heine shuts his eyes and starts to work Jade's cock up and down with his mouth, still nearly gagging from time to time but ignoring it.

Eichel takes his time when he first enters him from behind. It's not easy going, and he has to keep Heine still. When he's about halfway in he draws back and fucks forward; Heine jolts and cries out softly before going lax once more. At that response, Eichel repeats the action, leaning over to kiss Jade and forcing Heine to arch his back in the process. After drawing away, Eichel barely raises his voice enough to be heard over the sounds of sex.

"Do you have your wand, Jade?"

He pants quietly into the kiss, shuddering all over at the easy slide of Professor Rammsteiner's mouth up and down his cock. Yet, a small part of him can't help wondering why it wasn't this way before. What makes this time so different from that other time? Is it really just because of the Imperius Curse?

It's hard to think, though, when Professor Rammsteiner seems to be taking him deeper and deeper, relaxed despite the strain his body must be under. Jade thrusts into his mouth again even as he tries to focus on what Professor Eichel is asking him.

"Y-yes." He manages. He doesn't like how weak his voice sounds, so he tries again, more firmly: "Yes. Why?"

"Have it ready," Eichel says. He kisses Jade again, just a quick peck this time, and sits back on his heels. It's all too easy for him to get worked up, having both Jade and this old student of his in bed. Back in his school years Heine had been interesting, but seeing him earlier today, wound taut and so full of suppressed emotion... he couldn't resist a chance like this.

Smiling to himself, he rocks forward again. Heine grunts and moves his hands. For a moment he tries to push himself up and away, but it only takes the exertion of a thought to keep him in place. After that second of resistance, Heine lowers his head again, letting Jade's cock sink into his throat. Eichel starts thrusting into him at a steady pace, not bothering to stave off a climax when he feels it coming. He keeps his hands on Heine's hips, pulling him back sharply as he releases into his body.

Heine can't feel much of it, but he knows to sit up. He slumps back against Eichel's chest, coughing slightly. Look at Jade. He looks at Jade.

"Finite Incantatem."

The feelings he's registered all along piece together. Eichel inside him, one arm locked around his middle and his chin resting on his shoulder. Jade sitting there in front of him. His throat hurts.

Eyes widening, Heine yanks out of the hold just before Eichel whispers something and his body goes limp, beyond his control, even though his mind is racing. He'd been Imperiused, but why—what are they doing? Why are they in bed together? Eichel's already come inside him, and the realization drags raggedly through his chest.

Eichel picks him back up, hands firm. With surprising ease he settles Heine back against his chest, letting the rest of his body fall however gravity decides. "Do it, Jade. Try it." His voice is right next to Heine's ear.

No. The spell starts to peel away, but only enough for him to struggle weakly. He manages to lift his head.

"Jade," he says. Don't, he only thinks, as Eichel pushes his fingers back into his mouth. Without thinking about it Heine responds, tongue wrapping around them and eyes half-shutting.

One moment, everything was fine. He's right on the edge of coming as Professor Rammsteiner's head bobs up and down his cock, feeling the subtle rock of his teacher's body as Professor Eichel pushes into him again and again.

The next moment, he's left aching and wanting as Professor Rammsteiner sits up. Eichel is holding onto Professor Rammsteiner now, and both of them are staring at him. Professor Eichel looks expectant, and...he can't tell what Professor Rammsteiner is thinking. Is he trying to struggle free? Does he want more? Jade can't tell.

He knows what Professor Eichel wants him to do. What he doesn't know if he should do it. He shifts, uncomfortable and vaguely frustrated. His fingers twitch toward his wand, but he doesn't pull it out yet.

But...as he watches Eichel thrust his fingers deep into Professor Rammsteiner's mouth, his cock twitches, wanting. Professor Rammsteiner looks like he's enjoying himself (as much as someone like him can enjoy something, anyway).

Pragmatism wins out. They all want to have a good time, and it'll be easier if Professor Rammsteiner is more relaxed. Expression blank, Jade pulls out his wand, pointing it straight at Professor Rammsteiner.

"Imperio."

Heine watches Jade raise his wand, gaze barely focused. No.

But immediately after the spell makes contact, he isn't worried about it. He goes slack again in Eichel's arms, even after he removes whatever spell was keeping him from being in control of his own body. Eichel lifts him slightly out of his lap and lets him fall forward on to hands and knees.

Come drips down the inside of one leg, no longer held in. Heine registers this, and Jade in front of him, and not much else.

"Go on," Eichel is saying. He touches his leg and back, palm running over the scar. "You can try whatever you like."

Whatever you like. He'd like Professor Rammsteiner to act, he thinks, instead of staring emptily like he's doing now.

He'd also like to see just how powerful the Imperius Curse is, but... At the same time, he finds that he's strangely reluctant to do so. Something about this whole situation makes him uneasy in a way he can't quite articulate.

"Come here," he ends up saying, beckoning at Professor Rammsteiner. "Closer."

Briefly, his gaze flicks upwards, to Professor Eichel, wanting some guidance in this unfamiliar territory.

Eichel smiles in response, sitting back against the wall. "You could see what he's capable of under it," he offers. "Perhaps try something he couldn't do before. Or wouldn't. Or—you can let him be how he usually is." There's a slight sigh to the last suggestion, as if Eichel considers that possibility boring.

Already, though, Heine is doing something he normally wouldn't, and without dithering. Even though he still knows that Jade is his student, he wants to be closer. Heine moves forward on the bed on hands and knees, coming to a stop just in front of Jade. Though he hasn't been directly told to, he looks at Jade. Heine doesn't quite understanding what he's doing, or why, just that it's... nice. He doesn't mind it at all. His expression reflects that, calm and almost placid.

For a moment, he wishes he has more experience in this kind of thing; he doesn't know what Professor Rammsteiner is or isn't capable of. Because Professor Eichel is right; letting Professor Rammsteiner be how he usually is would be boring. Aggravating, even. Jade is sure that Professor Rammsteiner would just do that thing where he lets go, indulges, then refuses to look at him afterwards.

Nothing like the way he's looking at him right now. Jade swallows, a little taken aback at the mellow expression Professor Rammsteiner is wearing. Is he...really enjoying this? It seems that way.

That's good, isn't it?

"Lie down," Jade says, quiet. If nothing else, at least he knows what he wants for himself. That's enough to start with, he decides. "On your back."

It's comfortable. Heine feels nothing wrong with this, because he doesn't have to worry or think, or consider how he's done wrong already.

He sits and lies back. The position exposes his body, so much so that even in the comfortable state of not thinking Heine knows that it's odd. He keeps his knees together, looking up, gaze focused but without judgment. Eichel bends over to kiss him briefly before getting up and moving to sit by Jade's side, just watching for now.

He's aware of Professor Eichel at his side, but the greater part of his attention is focused on Professor Rammsteiner. It's...strange, this feeling of having Professor Rammsteiner hang onto his every word.

Strange, but not bad.

"Relax," he says, the same word Professor Rammsteiner had said to him the last time they had been in bed together. He sets one hand on his teacher's knee, trying to coax his legs apart.

Nothing to worry about. He can relax. Heine's eyes shutter slightly as he moves his leg aside under Jade's direction.

"Jade," he mumbles, almost inaudible. Why Jade is doing this doesn't matter. Heine doesn't know if he should respond or not, and he reaches up just enough to rest his fingers lightly on Jade's hand.

He makes a quiet noise of acknowledgement. The sudden touch on his hand comes as a surprise, but he accepts it quietly, not trying to brush Professor Rammsteiner off. It's so strange to be touched. He's a little more used to it now, thanks to Professor Eichel, but it's still something new.

This is also something new. He settles in between Professor Rammsteiner's legs, kneeling on the bed, trying to remember what Professor Rammsteiner had done for him that time. He had fingered him first, hadn't he? To get him ready. But his teacher seems prepared already; Jade can see how Eichel's come trickles out of him.

Carefully, Jade guides the head of his cock to Professor Rammsteiner's reddened entrance. He glances up at Professor Eichel, just to see if he has any suggestions.

Undirected as his focus is, Heine doesn't tense even as Jade arranges himself between his legs. He leaves his knees spread at the last angle at which Jade left them, and he keeps looking up, watching but not concerned. This is... fine. Good, even. He would wonder if this was what happiness felt like, if he had it in him to wonder. Instead he only breathes; his body's subconscious movements make his hole twitch and another small drip leak out, but beyond that, Heine lies still.

Eichel simply smooths a hand over Jade's back, reassuring.

"The curse can affect emotions, too," he offers. "But whatever you like. Isn't it amazing, Jade, what we can do?" His touch lingers, if only for a moment, on Jade's hip.

"Yes," he breathes, back curving under Professor Eichel's touch. Right and wrong, that doesn't really matter, does it? It never has. They're all enjoying themselves; that's good enough.

Slowly, he presses forwards, the head of his cock sinking into Professor Rammsteiner. Heat envelopes him immediately. Is entering someone really meant to be this easy? He isn't sure. Maybe it's because Professor Rammsteiner is still slick and loose from the way he had been fucked earlier.

Eichel watches from behind Jade, piercing eyes focused. It's beautiful, seeing them so close. Just as good is seeing Heine sigh out and arch just a little.

The slow push of Jade into him is good. A strange amount of pleasure fills him. Heine's legs raise and he groans softly in the back of his throat in reaction. Even his usual experiences in sex, when he tries to forget and not think, don't result in such a clear, easy mind.

Heine sighs again. He doesn't even push upwards, just settles himself in the feeling, watching Jade's face with rapt attention. Utterly relaxed, his body doesn't resist.

It's all too easy to push all the way in, until he can feel the heat of Professor Rammsteiner's body against his own. Jade stops there for a moment, drinking in all the sensations. Professor Rammsteiner is hot, yes, but it's not the consuming sort of heat he thought it'd be. It's something more like warmth, low-burning and pleasant.

And the way Professor Rammsteiner is looking at him... Has he ever watched him for this long before? That old uneasiness resurfaces in Jade's mind, and he frowns slightly.

Adjusting his grip, he holds onto Professor Rammsteiner's legs, feeling the lean muscle there. (Are you really a teacher?) Experimentally, he pulls out a little, then thrusts back in, faster than before. The friction takes his breath away.

The first time Jade thrusts into his body, Heine gasps, almost flinching. If doesn't hurt, but the ratcheting up in pace sends a shock of arousal up his spine. Heine's cock hardens further between his legs and his eyes fall shut, breaking eye contact. It's too much, just for a moment, before he adjusts and relaxes with a quiet moan.

Eichel speaks just after the slick noise of Jade pushing into Heine breaks the silence. "I want to see you taking him," he says softly. "However you like." As he speaks he moves to be directly behind Jade, kissing the back of his neck as he settles in, hands roaming.

However you like. He's tense with want under Professor Eichel's hands, still starved for touched despite all the time he had spent with his new teacher. There's something very pleasant about the simplicity of this physical pleasure. He surrenders himself to it, eyes closing.

When he pushes into Professor Rammsteiner again, it's with less hesitation this time. Jade has always been a quick learner. It doesn't take him long to settle into a steady pace, panting quietly at just how slick Professor Rammsteiner is, and knowing that he's going to be adding to the mess Professor Eichel had left behind. The thought makes him tighten his grip on Professor Rammsteiner's legs, trying to lift him higher so he can thrust even deeper into him.

Eichel willingly continues indulging Jade, one hand resting on his hip and the other wandering up to feel his chest. His palm drags over skin before fingertips rub over one nipple, teasing. It'll be a while yet before he's hard again, but there's pleasure in this, too, watching two of his students.

Beneath Jade, Heine is nothing but reactive, not stifling his responses but not acting on his own either. Occasionally he gasps, or his eyelids flutter, and his hands keep clutching at the sheets. The part of his mind that still works is overcome with the simply understanding that it feels good, so sure it is good. He's never had sex in this way before, spread open and vulnerable. But that doesn't matter. As Jade starts trying to heft him up Heine lifts his hips accordingly, bringing his knees back.

He hasn't been told to be quiet, so Heine doesn't blanch from letting out more noise, soft moans and gasps though his body still tightens automatically from time to time. The wants he feels now are nebulous, simple (deeply ingrained from a past of pulling away); Heine doesn't hesitate to spread his legs wider and to reach up for Jade—but his hand stops after resting on his shoulder.

Caught between both his teachers (or, well, his former teacher and his current teacher), Jade doesn't know which way to turn. He gasps as Professor Eichel's hands wander, twisting a little when he touches the parts of him that feel almost too sensitive, half-wanting to pull away but mostly just wanting more.

But what really takes him aback is how Professor Rammsteiner spreads his legs for him, more open and inviting than he had ever seen. Jade's panting grows harsher, deeper. He speeds up, thrusting deep into Professor Rammsteiner each time, shuddering at the slick noises that fill the air. It feels good whenever Professor Rammsteiner tightens around him, his walls gripping around his cock. It feels even better when he fucks past that tightness, until it's easy to slide in and out of him again.

He's felt the beginnings of orgasm build up for awhile now, ever since Professor Rammsteiner had first taken him into his throat. But this time, he thinks he really might come - and soon.

Gripping Jade's shoulder loosely, Heine tips his head back, mouth falling open. It isn't even too much—it's just right. His body tightens up again on Jade, but he still says nothing.

Eichel puts both hands on Jade from behind, nosing at the nape of his neck and planting a gentle kiss there.

"Do it." There's just one last step before Jade goes over the edge, he can tell. Then he'll know what it is to have someone under his control. Eichel wants to teach him that, truly—but he wants the control to be his, as well. He lifts his head to watch, speaking almost into Jade's ear. "Come."

He had always liked the sound of Professor Eichel's voice. More than he realized, it seems; he finds himself tensing, then, without warning, he's fucking Professor Rammsteiner in erratic thrusts, coming into him with the sound of Professor Eichel's voice in his ears.

He stays still when he's done, shuddering as he tries to regain himself. His mind feels unusually blank.

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